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He's dying to know, and she'll be torn to pieces afore she breathes a word. She's that sort. But this shyin' and holding off won't do with me. I'm getting tired of waiting, and and so's another party up to London.
"Nex' day I was gettin' ready for Sum Merriman's funeral, it was to be at one o'clock, when Elspie come in my room, sort o' shyin' up to me gentle. "'Miss Cally, 's'she, 'do you think the mourners'd take it wrong if I's to go to the funeral? "'Why, no, Elspie, I says, su'prised; 'only what do you want to go for? I ask' her. "'Oh, I donno, s'she.
"He's sailin' a boat when he ain't playin' cards or scarin' everybody down to the beach with his gun, or shyin' things at Meg." "Don't you mind anything Martha says, Lucy," interrupted Jane in a defensive tone. "He's got a great many very good qualities; he has no mother and the captain has never looked after him. It's a great wonder that he is not worse than he is."
I have come to like the place and do most of my writing there, catching snatches of conversation and reminiscence as they float across to me. "I wasn't meanin' to 'urt ole Ginger Nobby nohow, but the muck I throwed took 'im dead on the jor. 'Wot's yer gime? 'e 'ollers at me. 'Wot's my gime? I says back to 'im. 'Nuffin', if ye want ter know! I says. 'I was just shyin' at squidges."
'I'm afeerd we've come in rayther arter the time, mum, but the young colt being full o' wice, has been' a boltin' and shyin' and gettin' his leg over the traces to sich a extent that if he an't wery soon broke in, he'll wex me into a broken heart, and then he'll never be brought out no more except to learn his letters from the writin' on his grandfather's tombstone.
Judson is about the sprucest widower in town, though he did seem to take it so hard when poor Mis' Judson was taken." She never overcame the loss of her baby, and the next Summer they put her out in the prairie graveyard beside it. "But Judson now, he's shyin' round Marjie real coltish. "It'd be fine fur her, of course," my driver went on, "an' she was old a-plenty to marry.
Brer Rabbit say he can't ride widout a saddle. Brer Fox say he git de saddle. Brer Rabbit say he can't set in saddle less he have bridle fer ter hol' by. Brer Fox say he git de bridle. Brer Rabbit say he can't ride widout bline bridle, kaze Brer Fox be shyin' at stumps long de road, en fling 'im off. Brer Fox say he git bline bridle. Den Brer Rabbit say he go.
An' then along come you all a-lookin' like hell an' shyin' at questions." We took the information with no sign, although it confirmed our theory about the ferry. Ump turned gravely to the tavern-keeper. "I'll clear it all up for you slick as a whistle." Then he arose and pressed his fingers against the tavern-keeper's chest. "Roy," he said, "this is the marrow out of that bone.
I thought one or two bumps wouldn't hurt us none, paint's got to be renewed, anyway, but I never thought she'd tetch. I figured on shyin' by," the captain apologized. "She's too gre't a boat to handle well in here; but I used to sort of shy by in Joanna's day, an' cast a little somethin' ashore some apples or a couple o' pears if I had 'em on the grass, where she'd be sure to see."
"Come, git up," said Captain Pharo, at the sound, applying the lap of the reins to the horse; "ye've never got us anywheres yet in time to hear 'Amen'! Thar 's no need o' yer shyin' at them spiles, ye darned old fool! Ye hauled 'em thar yourself, yesterday. Poo! poo! Hohum! Wal wal never mind Git up!"
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